Posts Tagged ‘karaoke’

No Dater Karaoke King: Revolutionary IMprov Iambic Poem

March 10, 2015

Do you
want to
guarantee
no-date
misery?

Be the headliner
whiner,
the gooner
crooner,
at Krazy
Karaoke!

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Karaoke Memory Tears: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku

May 25, 2013

Thinking of my girl/
singing “Since the day I left/
Milwaukee” brings tears.

Yup, I Am: Romantic ImproVerse Haiku Lament

February 14, 2013

Karaoke the/
King’s “Are you lonesome tonight?”.
Valentines’ self gift.

Why Karaoke Then? Revolutionary ConTEXTing Rhyming Haiku

August 14, 2012

Karaokeing/
with no one in queue means I’ve/
no one to sing to.

Getting Rid Of An Oil Heiress: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry

March 16, 2011

If some oil heiress/
hears me sing/
and swoons/
while I’m karaokeing,/
what shall I tell her? What do/
I say/
to make her leave me alone?/
To make her go away?

If/Then Plans: Romantic ConTEXTing Poetry

October 30, 2010

Where 2 meet,/
what 2 do,/
IF plans with/
his daughter fall thru./
He thot he’d take a chance/
on finding romance/
at an early Halloween dance,/
or a bar’s karaoke, 2./
U?

What I Do For Fun: Revolutionary Email Poem

May 10, 2010

What do I do for fun?
Dance.
Karaoke.
Canoe.
Write poetry
to you.

I Wanna Be Obama’d: Revolutionary Cover of Ramones’ Lyrics

May 6, 2010

The night of the 2008 Election, I wrote some new lyrics to the Ramones’ “I Wanna Be Sedated”. With Gov. Palin throwing her hat into the right for 2012, I rewrote those lyrics yet again and performed them tonight at a Rockeroke (Live Karaoke) at Snoqualamie Casino. You can see the video here.

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

So get me to the airport,/
put me on a plane./
Hurry hurry hurry!/
I voted for McCain!/
They want my bank account,/
my wallet and my brain oh oh oh oh oh ooh!

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

The Democrats have spoken;/
They’re live on SNL./
Republicans are choking;/
the Country’s gone to hell!/
Can he fix what’s broken?/
We’ll have to ask Michelle oh oh oh oh oh ooh!/

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

I musta lost my brain/
to vote Republican./
I know it sounds insane/
but I’m so hot for Pa-lin./
I wanted John McCain/
but Barack is going in oh oh oh oh oh ooh!

Twenty Twenty Twenty-Four hours ago/
I finally got Obama’d./
I said I’m sorry, but I didn’t know,/
I’d wanna be Obama’d./

I musta lost my brain/
to vote Republican./
But no, I’m not insane!
I won’t vote for Pay-lin./
I wanted John McCain/
but Barack is going in oh oh oh oh oh ooh!

Bah bah bah bah/
bah bah bah bah bah:
I wanna be Obama’d … (etc.)

A Nearly Perfect May Day: Revolutionary Free-Verse

May 2, 2010

It was a nearly perfect day. He:
Arose refreshed and drove the freeway through early-morning mists with no traffic;
Got lost in a bucolic farming community;
Parked next to an old pickup truck driven by a guy with a John Deere hat;
Watched an American flag flutter in the breeze by the dawn’s early light;
Surprised someone with May Day flowers plucked unexpectedly from his herb garden;
Got to know and laughed and conversed with the elderly;
Tried to help someone;
Explored Word(s);
Cheered as friend’s young nephew scored in an exciting comeback at a Little League game;
Helped someone feel more warm and comfortable;
Shivered in a light morning drizzle that didn’t fog or mist his glasses;
Clandestinly sat close to and was warmed by someone under a blanket;
Made someone smile;
Explored an almond torte, a raisin tart, and a pastry-wrapped sausage at a Dutch bakery;Church in Bellingham piercing the newly-blue sky
Was refreshed and warmed after the game by a bowl of Pea Suppe almost as good as Grandma Bertha’s;
Got free bbq;
Avoided junk food, cigarette smoke and bright lights;
Tried to do something new;
Got lost while driving … again (his favorite activity);
Saw an old church steeple pierce a newly-opened blue sky;
Explored an old town;
Visited a familiar place he’d never seen before;
Got on the water;
Laid out at a beach;
Straightened out the s-curves with the top down on a scenic shoreline drive;
Saw sunlight stream through low clouds and paint patterns on the sea;
Returned, and came back;
Helped a friend escape;
Sampled more ethnic food;
Sang his lungs out;
Danced his heart out;
Brought down the house;
Laughed deeply, sincerely, and well;
Engaged in deep, rich and meaningful conversation;
Made a new friend;
Kept an old friend.

It was a nearly perfect day except, sometimes,
when he thought of you …
and wondered where you were.